Virewolf

Yaoyao took Tang Fuchu around for a long time before finding Mo Yan and them. When they arrived, Mo Yan was lying beside him, obviously full, and looking at them impatiently: " too slow."

Yaoyao has been very pregnant recently, and her belly is much bigger than that of ordinary wolves during pregnancy. She walked slowly and complained: "I can't walk fast either."

Erqiuzi and Wanqiu were licking each other's fur, Wanqiu glanced at Yaoyao.

She asked the same question: "Whose seed is in your belly?"

This question was abrupt and impolite, which made Yaoyao a little angry, so she snorted and said something that Wan Qiu didn't like: "Anyone can do it, maybe it's someone else's."

There was still sheep blood in the corner of Wanqiu's mouth, it bared its teeth: "What do you mean?"

Yaoyao: "I don't mean anything, you can understand it however you like."

Wan Qiu: "Is your child really his?"

Yaoyao: "Well, it's hard to say, but everything is possible, who can say otherwise."

Mo Yan: "..."

Tang Fuchu: "???"

Tang Fuchu: "Who are you talking about? Mo Yan?"

Mo Yan stood up, walked towards Tang Fuchu, and explained in a rare way: "Don't listen to her nonsense."

Grandma Lihua turned into a wolf and lay down on the half of the remaining sheep. Although she was already an old wolf, she still looked fierce when tearing up the meat. The wolf always ate fast and fiercely, as if someone would snatch it. .The air was filled with the smell of blood, Tang Fuchu looked at the three sheep on the ground, one was eaten with only skeletons and remnants of meat left, and the other two were half left, it seemed that Mo Yan was the wolf that ate first , now that it was full, it tore off Tang Fuchu's clothes with its mouth: "Come on."

Tang Fuchu was about to follow him, but Mo Yan followed him slowly with half of the sheep in his mouth.

Tang Fuchu asked suspiciously, "What are you doing?"

Mo Yan didn't answer him, and concentrated on his way.

After entering the forest, Mo Yan let go of the sheep in his mouth, and said to him, "You're hungry."

Tang Fuchu was stunned.

Mo Yan flicked his tail, turned into a human, and raised his eyebrows at Tang Fuchu: "Wait."

He deftly picked up some wood, praised on the spot for drilling wood to make fire, then tore some mutton and stuck it into a tree branch, and held it high above the fire to roast. Looking at him, he asked, "how is it, are you a good man?"

Tang Fuchu held back for a long time, and asked, "You just let me eat what you left?"

Mo Yan: "..."

Mo Yan: "Who told you to come so late."

Tang Fuchu squatted down and rubbed his nose: "Aren't I accompanying the pregnant woman?"

Mo Yan asked him: "You haven't cured your stinky cold yet?"

Tang Fuchu covered his ears: "Yes, yes, don't tell me to go back, I'm sick of it."

Mo Yan twirled the meat in his hand, "So reluctant to part with me?"

Tang Fuchu didn't care: "Whatever you say."

Mo Yan was silent for a while, and said, "It's not that I won't let you come."

"That's not for sure," Tang Fuchu snorted, "When you release me to the village, I won't be able to find you anywhere."

"About a time and place, you can come whenever you want."

"I just have to go now, don't I?"

Mo Yan couldn't bear it anymore: "How long has your cold been dragging on?"

Tang Fuchu also yelled back: "How can I die from a bad cold?!"

Mo Yan shouted to him: "Don't take this matter seriously, I can still harm you? Anything can happen here, are you not afraid of getting infected?"

Tang Fuchu rubbed his hair indiscriminately, and said irritably, "Get out, it's your grandson if you don't get out."

Mo Yan didn't move after a while, Tang Fuchu was annoyed: "Why don't you get out!"

While grilling meat, Mo Yan squatted and muttered: "It's not like I said get out."

After muttering, he glanced at Tang Feichu, and continued to mutter: "Then 'If you don't get lost, you are a grandson', it has nothing to do with me."

Tang Fuchu didn't hold back, and scolded with a smile: "I love you or not."

Mo Yan also laughed, and held up the meat to him: "Okay, do you want to eat?"

Tang Fuchu shrank his neck and smelled it: "Is it familiar?"

"Don't you all like to eat something that is slightly cooked? This one is about seven or eight." Mo Yan snorted the fly and handed it to Tang Fuchu, "Hurry up, I still need to feed it when I'm an adult."

Tang Fuchu was about to pick it up, but he was unhappy when he heard this: "Why can't I feed it?"

"Okay, okay," Mo Yan pulled him over, "Open your mouth."

Tang Fuchu was afraid that he would burn him, so he took it: "I'll do it myself, you are so rough."

Mo sighed and laughed: "I'm rougher than you?"

"It wasn't there before, but now it really is." Tang Fuchu tasted the steaming mutton, "Mmm—it's okay, but it's a bit bland."

"There is salt in the old house..." Mo Yan said subconsciously.

So Tang Fuchu asked: "Why don't you take me to the old house?"

Mo Yan: "It's nothing... tsk, you're getting excited again."

Tang Fuchu: "What's the excitement, no, do you think I'm something special now?"

Mo Yan quickly denied: "No, no, really no."

"Forget it, you have your reasons, I guess you are afraid that I will not go back if I live comfortably in the old house, right?" Tang Fatu said in a muffled voice while chewing meat, and Mo Yan squatted beside him and continued to feed him. Tearing new meat to roast.

Mo Yan was also depressed: "Why do you still like this place? What's so good about it?"

Tang Fachu didn't even think about it and said, "You are here."

Mo Yan paused, Tang Fuchu reacted, his old face was blushing, he muffled and turned to eat meat, Mo Yan poked him from behind.

a bit.

Twice.

Mo Yan laughed: "Are you shy again?"

This obviously happy tone made Tang Fuchu furious: "You are so happy!"

Mo Yan sighed, "Chu'er, you are really cute."

Tang Fuchu felt that Mo Yan, the only person in the world, would think that he was "cute" when he was big and thick, so he said coldly, "Don't say it so disgusting."

Hearing his description, Mo Yan yelled instead: "What's wrong? What's wrong with being cute? I just think you're cute. I haven't seen anyone in my life who can be so soft-hearted."

Tang Fuchu glared at him: "I'm ashamed of you for saying these things."

Mo Yan gnawed at the meat in his hand, and said vaguely: "What's the matter?"

He raised the meat on the branch: "This can be eaten too."

Tang Fuchu frowned: "It's too bland to eat."

"What's wrong!" Mo Yan stood up and stomped his feet, "You are really difficult to serve."

Tang Fuchu got angry when he heard him say this: "Don't wait on me, who forced you?"

Mo Yan put his hands on his hips: "If you don't quarrel with me, you won't be able to deal with it, right?"

Tang Fuchu sneezed earth-shatteringly, he rubbed his nose and cursed: "Get out, who cares to quarrel with you."

Mo Yan came over and reached in from his sleeve to touch his arm, his face darkened: "It's too cold, your body temperature hasn't been normal recently."

Tang Fuchu: "Here we go again."

"You can't go back?" Mo Yan frowned and asked him, "Go back and heal your ailment before you come back, isn't that okay?"

Tang Fachu squatted on the ground without saying a word.

Mo Yan also squatted down, chattering: "What on earth are you thinking? I'm so difficult to discuss with you? Did you listen to me to say that I won't let you come back? I really don't know what kind of brains you have here. I can’t turn the corner, so I’ve told you well, why don’t you listen to my advice? The wolves here are getting rougher and rougher, and they heal themselves when they get hurt. At most, they lick each other. Can you compare with us? You are so weak that a human being has to suffer this, can you go back to the place where you should go and raise it before you come back? Tang Fuchu..."

"Okay!" Tang Fuchu couldn't bear it anymore, "I see, is it okay? I'll go back, I know you're looking forward to this sentence!"

He was about to leave, but Mo Yan held him back again: "Let's make things clear today, tell me what you are afraid of."

Tang Fuchu stared at him complicatedly for a while, then suddenly asked: "Is Yaoyao's child really not yours?"

Mo Yan was stunned for a moment, and said furiously, "Nonsense!"

He also frowned: "You don't believe me that much? You always think it's mine?"

"It's not that I don't believe it..." Tang Fuchu's voice weakened, and he asked in confusion, "Then how did you pass the estrus period?"

"You don't care how I get there, anyway, I haven't touched anything other than you." Mo Yan said angrily, "Do you think everyone is like you?"

Tang Fuchu was completely taken aback: "What's wrong with me? I fucked myself all the time—"

— come.

dying.

Tang Fuchu looked at Mo Yan's nasty expression, and felt devastated. He scratched his hair carelessly, and said irritably, "All right, all right, I can't beat you."

Mo Yan opened his arms: "Come, come and give me a hug."

Tang Fuchu was very arrogant: "No hug."

Mo Yan took a step forward: "Come on."

Tang Fuchu backed away: "If you say no to hug, then don't hug."

Mo Yan called softly: "Good Chuer."

Tang Fuchu gnawed a big mouthful of meat sullenly, walked forward with puffed cheeks, and was hugged by Mo Yan.

Mo Yan patted him on the back and coaxed him: "It's so cute. Let's go back tomorrow after hugging him, okay?"

Tang Fuchu was silent for a while, and said, "You pick me up in three days."

The strength in Mo Yan's hands deepened, almost hitting him: "Half a month, the last second of the half month is over, I will immediately go to the village to pick you up."

Tang Fuchu was about to blow his hair again, Mo Yan smiled and hugged him even tighter: "Ten days, ten days, my husband will pick you up after ten days, baby!"

Tang Fuchu bargained: "Four days, no more."

Mo Yan: "One week."

Tang Fuchu: "Five days, Tang Moyan, if you say one more word, I won't leave. I will die of illness here, and let you watch me die with your own eyes."

Mo Yan's smile froze, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, five days is five days, you'd better treat me well in these few days."

After finishing speaking, he grabbed Tang Fuchu's buttocks.

A few evolved wolves chattered as they walked in the distance.

They were chatting about the familiar wolf howls they heard today.

Er Qiuzi: "So what happened to Uncle Fang and the others?"

Yaoyao: "It's nothing serious, it seems to have something to do with those hunters, that's why I chose this time to send the signal."

Late autumn: "In the season when food is abundant, they seldom contact us."

Erqiuzi: "So we must go there, can't we bring brother Ah Chu?"

Yaoyao: "The boss doesn't think much more than you? He must have gone to persuade you, Brother Ah Chu, to get out."

Yue Shan: "It's really inconvenient to bring a human being, maybe we'll have a fight."

Er Qiuzi sniffed the air: "Are they still there? Once the meat smells roasted, it will go farther away, so it's not safe."

Grandma Lihua: "They should go, cooked meat is not as good as raw meat."

Late Autumn: "Humans don't think so, they like cooked things."

Yaoyao: "There are no seasonings, and they don't like cooked things. It's just a matter of time."

Er Qiuzi: "Stop talking, I'm hungry again."

Yaoyao: "You were the one who ate the most just now, don't you have the face to say that?"

Erqiuzi: "...嘿嘿嘤."

Yaoyao: "...he was badly taught by humans."